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burly, humble-abelha aplanar
o corpo pode confinar
nós colocamos
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
o mais saddest do ano
eighty anos passaram, e mais
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
deve ir para trás, disse
eu vi com olhos abertos
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
fora do mar sparkling
qual eu desejo observar
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras

 



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